You Shouldn't Kiss Me Like That

Honey Baby

When I woke up the next morning, everything felt almost like a dream. I probably would have convinced myself it was a dream, gone about life totally normally, but I couldn't do that when I saw the text awaiting me: Good Morning Huny :)

It was amazing, the feeling of knowing that I was the first thing someone thought of when they woke up, knowing someone cared...I texted back a cheerful "Mornin (:"

I get up and get ready for school just like always, texting Cutter all the while. I can already tell that today is going to be a good day. I'd never realized how easily little things like calling someone "huny" can make their heart flutter, until today. Even still, I kept the promise I'd made my self, I didn't tell anyone that he and I were talking. When they asked why I was so smiley, I just shrugged and pretended I didn't know what they meant.

Second period came around and Cutter and I were still texting...Allie (being the amazing cousin she is) let him borrow her phone for the day...

ALLIE (CUTTER):

So what are you thinkin bout huny?

ME:

U...and how I wish u was here...wbu

ALLIE (CUTTER):

u and me

ME:

oh ya?

ALLIE (CUTTER):

ya...and how I think we should be an us

ME:

really now?

ALLIE (CUTTER):

yea huny :)

I was so excited when I read his text. He really did like me...I was so hell-bent on not letting anyone know that we were talking, but he asked me out...He asked me to be his girlfriend...There's no way I was gonna be able to keep that from my friends...The bell rang, I typed my response, just a simple "ok (:"

I knew I was beaming when I walked out of class. Apparently my friends knew it too. "What's up with you?" Sarah asked when she saw me. Questioning looks lay across Cait and Ash's faces too. I smiled the biggest smile ever and told them that he asked me out. They all shouted their "who"s. I said Cutter, and they just about died.

That happiness lasted all day. Cutter and I didn't go more than a couple classes without talking, and that's only because my classes didn't have service. He always called me "baby" or "huny" or something to that affect, and I got butterflies every single time. I couldn't wait for that night when he would call me.

We texted through the entire day, and when I got home, we kept texting. We talked about what we were thinking, and what we were doing, and what we wanted to do. It was amazing to me how we couldn't seem to run out of things to talk about...An hour or two later, he told me he was gonna call.

I let the phone ring for a few seconds (trying not to seem too eager). I picked up with a simple "hey." His response was a sweet "hey baby," in his thick southern accent (the one that still makes me melt). We talked for a few minutes, until I hear Nicole in the background. "Who ya talkin to?" She asks him enthusiastically. "Is it your sweet Tori???" She says in a question form to keep teasing him. Cutter yells at her to go away, and I feel a pang of guilt shoot through me. Nicole is my favorite cousin; it's not like we're talking about anything she shouldn't hear. I tell Cutter to give her the phone.

"Tori, he just hit me!" I'm greeted. I can't help but laugh when I tell her to just hit him back. I told her that he's a retard, and for her to ignore him. I totally regretted the first part of that because she turned around and told him. Eventually, I convince her to leave the room.

"So, I'm a retard huh?" He asks teasingly. I tell him yeah, he is, but it's ok, cause he's my retard. The conversation was dropped after that. We talked for a couple hours about  this and that, but, eventually, we both had to go to bed so we could get up for school in the morning.

"Night, Honey," he says before we hang up. I respond with a "sweet dreams, baby." Smiling, I fall asleep, the soundest sleep I'd gotten in a really long time.